Due to his addiction to wine for many years, the emperor's body has been emptied a lot, and his voice is obviously lacking in confidence, but the majesty of the Heavenly Family is still there, and he is already angry, Murong Si's heavy anger suddenly resounded throughout the entire hall.

"Yanwu Eleven City, it's really a good place, now that the people there are living a good life, Murong Yu doesn't remember the kindness of the court, and he refuses to hand over the grain, and he dares to ask me for an edict to find out the rumors of the domain for him."

"He didn't have the ability to manage it properly, and now he came to point at me. Isn't it true that after I handed over this domain to him, I still have to bother more? I've become a helper for them to clean up their troubles. ”

This is right and right, and it is unreasonable to say that it is unreasonable, at the beginning, Murong Si disliked that the climate of the eleventh city of Yanwu was not good, and the water and soil were poor, just like a hot potato, and it was left to Murong Yu to solve.

But when he paid the grain, Murong Si could still remember that the domain belonged to his own territory, and now he needed the help of the imperial court, so he retreated and refused to act, and he was really stingy.

In addition, there was another reason for Murong Si's irritability. A few days ago, the prince and the prime minister's son fought for the young lady of the Han family, which has become a laughing stock in the capital.

The matter of the Han family's girl's name festival is easy to solve, she has some eyebrows with the prime minister's son, and it is a big deal to finish the marriage. But in this way, it indicates that his prince is useless, and he can't even snatch a woman back, which is too embarrassing.

Moreover, the prime minister's son can't move, and the young lady of the Han family is not easy to deal with, firstly, she has no name, and secondly, Murong Si has always been jealous of Murong Yu. Not only because Murong Yu is the most prestigious of the vassal kings in various places, but also because he is brave and good at fighting and does not lose to the generals of the court.

Even if he was now assigned to the worst domain, Murong Si still couldn't relax his vigilance against him. It is rumored that Murong Yu is a little concerned about his princess, and this Han family is the maiden family of Princess Li, and only by keeping the Han family can he better hold King Li's mansion hostage.

And after thinking about it like this, the prince in the palace was beaten, so he could only endure it so reluctantly, and he didn't dare to find out about his luck, which was really a little aggrieved.

Even if these three princes were not Murong Si's favorite sons, after this matter came out, he still had no face on his face. Now he pointed at Murong Yu to be happy, but he was blocked by the other party.

The more Murong Si thought about it, the more angry he became, and he almost wanted to make up a few more feet on the fold. But it was impossible for the emperor to make it so dirty, so the little eunuch on the side rushed to pick it up, and Dequan also came over to persuade him.

"Your Majesty is angry, it's not that King Li deliberately made you unhappy, this is, it's true."

"My will has just arrived, where did so many people know about it, and take the opportunity to make trouble." Murong Si snorted coldly, only feeling that this matter was completely impossible.

If it was just an ordinary chaos, Murong Yu's recital was clearly written on it, it was to cause public anger over the matter of paying food, and so many displaced people rushed to vent their dissatisfaction. Isn't this just that it is difficult to say that the emperor's will is strong?

"Your Majesty, you told the prime minister about this plan early in the morning, and the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty also knew about it. It's far away, but it doesn't sound difficult. Dequan bowed his body, afraid that if Murong Si became angry for a while, he would ignore any old feelings, so he deliberately said it in a tactful tone.

Thinking that he is a big internal manager, whether it is in front of that big official and the prince and princess, he is a figure with a head and a face, but he will be so timid, which shows how difficult it is for Murong Si to serve.

"Besides, the homeless people have already chased them to the Boundary Mountain, and the folds that came from the Boundary Mountain have been put aside for a few days, but you are not feeling well and have not had time to look at them. Now that King Li has begged for it, even if His Majesty doesn't care about him, Jieshan is always the territory of the imperial court, if you ignore it, you will not cause speculation among the people. ”

"Jieshan naturally has to be managed, send more soldiers and horses over, as long as that group of Diao people dare to make a move, they will be arrested together, those who should be executed will be executed, and those who should be exiled will be exiled." Murong Si rolled his eyes and sat down again.

At the same time, a brightly dressed palace maid brought tea cups and snacks and placed them on the empty stone table.

Murong Si picked up a jujube and put it to his mouth, and he was not in a hurry to eat it, just thinking that he had already sent someone over anyway, and how the domain was would have nothing to do with him, and Murong Yu had nothing to say if he had other tricks.

However, Murong's thinking is simple, but Dequan has to think more than him. At other times, it's good to be powerful and prosperous, but this time is related to the stability of Murong Si's throne. If someone else had ascended the throne, he might not have such a good life as he has now.

"Your Majesty," Dequan said, carefully walking behind Murong Si and massaging his head. Perhaps because there are too many bad ideas, Murong Si often has headaches, which can only be relieved by Dequan's massage.

"It's a pity that the people are timid, just harassing, but they don't dare to do it, I'm afraid that if you want to solve it, you have to start from the root."

"Roots?" Murong Si was pressed very comfortably, and he didn't forget to ask Dequan's hand to go down a little. "The root cause is to collect grain from the domain for my will?"

"This food is a small matter, but the will I have just made will will be changed, where is this royal majesty."

Listening to Murong Si's words, there was room for reversal, and Dequan couldn't help but sigh out, "It's just that it was sent to Yanwu Eleven City first, and I think King Li hasn't dared to release it in order to avoid making a big fuss, and as for other places, he hasn't moved yet." ”

"Even if it is a wake-up call to King Li this time, it is Your Majesty who is on the dragon chair anyway, and it is not a matter of wanting or not wanting to deal with King Li. We're going to have a long way to go. ”

"This is reasonable, those who have always been on the throne, the most taboo is the anger of the public, but you might as well take this opportunity to ask the people of Yanwu Eleven City to remember my kindness."

The pain in Murong Si's head disappeared a lot, and his consciousness was clearer, and this was the best time to speak. Seeing this, Dequan hurriedly instructed the people behind him to go down and spread the word with his eyes.

But after only a while, Murong Si suddenly opened his eyes, and muttered in his heart. "No, it's not appropriate."

"That Murong Yu only asked to solve the situation, but he didn't mention anything about the food. But it was I who ordered the revocation of the will, and it was not for the sake of the will. ”

"Well, probably not." It was obviously a spring day before it was warm, but there was a lot of sweat on the back of Dequan's head.

Previously, he only thought about not letting the chaos go big, and when Murong Si said this, he instructed Murong Yu to deliberately bully the king. It's just that Fang Cai himself is also pleading with Murong Si to do the same thing, wouldn't he be held accountable by Murong Si as well.

"It's hard to say, you have to ask me before I feel at ease." The more Murong Si thought about it, the more wrong it became, he brushed away Dequan's massage hand, and propped his hands on his knees, with indifference in his eyes.

It was night, late at night, Feng Wuwu was about to rest in his room, and Lin Wu went out to pour out the used water, when a gust of wind blew the window open.

Feng Wuwu was startled, and when he looked around, he saw a small white pigeon less than a pound parked on the window. The hair on the little pigeon's body has been dyed with gray flutter because it flies far away, and it is really not easy to see in the dark night.

On the pigeon's feet, there is also this small bamboo tube with a note inserted. Feng Wuwu walked over in surprise, this pigeon was not afraid of people, and obediently waited for her to take off the things without moving.

After reading the contents of the paper through the moonlight outside the window, Feng Wuwu unconsciously had an indescribable smile on his face. She wrote a new note on the water traces in the inkstone that had not yet dried, and put it in the bamboo tube.

This inkstone scene is filled with ink, and it has long been soaked and thoroughly dyed, even if the water drips into it, and the color can come out by turning it a few times with a brush.

Feng Wuwu wrote with such a sloppy ink, just to save the time and reopen the ink, just throw the pen into the water and soak it a few times, and then put it back on the pen holder.

The pigeons were released, and the departed Linwu came back again. As soon as she entered the door, she saw Feng Wuwu standing behind the window of the tuyere wearing a shirt, and she immediately frowned.

"It's still cold weather, what is the young lady doing standing here, if she is infected with the wind cold, then the bitter medicine will not be able to save it no matter how sweet the sugar is."

While nagging, Lin Wu pulled the cloak over and wrapped Feng Wuwu tightly, and when he turned around, he found obvious traces of writing on the table, and the water stains on the inkstone were dry, but the marks were still there.

"It's okay, this matter is over, and there is an explanation above, so we can sleep well at night." Feng Wuwu smiled lightly and comforted her, and let Lin Wu help herself sit down on the edge of the bed like a treasure.

"What did you say on paper, miss?"

"Naturally, I will say whatever I see, and I will not make things up, speculate at will, and take them out to fool around." Feng Wuwu's smile was happy, which also made Linwu's heart bottomless.

"Miss has been smart and clever since she was a child, and she has a plan in her heart, and the slave and maid are beyond her reach." Lin Wu muttered, put down the cloak, and then pulled the cup over and watched her sleep, afraid that she would be cold at night, especially with a thicker bed.

"It's just that there are not no smart people in the capital, if others see the clues, won't it affect Your Majesty's trust in Miss."

"There are smart people, but if you take advantage of the smart people with your cleverness, you should almost die in this world." Feng Wuwu closed his eyes, but his heart was obviously more clear than ever.

"The rest are fools, and they can't speak in front of His Majesty. And on the king's side, there are many people who can see the situation, who would talk about such a flattering thing and watch it. ”

"There are no flowers for a hundred days, and I don't know who is looking forward to it. I won't help others, but I'm not ungrateful, I just say that I'm stupid and can't understand, and Your Majesty will understand it later, and I can't say anything. ”